Hideaway, Miss Ptarmigans home for peculiar children

•Chapter 4• My Hollow~

I realized, at this point, i've finally seen my first hollow. I looked back at It, fidgeting around, ready to bite my face off if it had the chance. Literally. "lead me to the loop." I said In that demonish  language, And with that, It stood up and ran on all fours through the water. I'm actually kinda surprised It it would be this easy to find this loop, but ah well. The Hollow led me through lilypads, algae, and Toadstools growing on some rotting logs. Frogs Ribbited, tadpoles and small fish wriggling and swimming around in the water. A faint but constant buzz of Pesky mosquitoes everywhere. I sloshed through the murky but now waist-high water, then the hollow came to a stop. We stood in front of a large cypress tree with some large mushrooms and vines growing around and on the tree. The spanish moss hanging off of the limp but large branches blew against my face, stupid wind. I looked around for a opening, but there was none. "Where?" I spoke In thick hollow-speak to it. The hollow nudged my leg, looking at a dark hole under the large tree, hollowed out. I looked at it, telling my hollow to follow, diving underwater. I swam through the murky water, barely able to see, into the hole. It was slightly a tight squeeze; but I was able to manage easily. My held breath was slightly running out, so I started to swim faster. Something Lurched out of the darkness, snapping It's large jaws at me. My brain ran with quick thoughts and It settled on one: It was a gator. "Get It!!" I said to my hollow In hollow-speak. My hollow opened It's widespread Jaws, Using It's own Outstretched tentacles to climb along the walls through the water quickly. It grabbed the gator With It's tentacles, tussling and squirming around in the water, The gator Snapped Its large teeth wildly, while my hollow had the better advantage.
My hollow, using its tentacles, pried the gator's jaws open, pulling them far back. After a second there was a loud pop, I cringed, looking up to see the gators jaws tore in two, by my hollow. I was running out of air, fast. So I swam up and out the end of the tunnel, drenched, gasping for breath. My hollow climbed out of the water, perfectly fine, sticking to my side in adherence. Thats pure loyalty, as I see it.
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